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Chapter 84 Sister Hongdou, You Don't Understand (Please ask for a monthly ticket, please recommend)
In the creative restaurant, Zhang Wentao, Shi Tiandong, and Sun Xiaowei were sitting together.

Zhang Wentao drank dried ginger water, and two red wine glasses were placed in front of the other two people. The three of them looked very tired. After all, all the tables were full for today's dinner.

"Come on, let's have a touch, as a celebration of having survived another painful dinner time." Shi Tiandong picked up the red wine glass in front of him and proposed.

Zhang Wentao stretched his muscles and said with a smile, "I want to celebrate. I'm almost exhausted from working for nothing."

"Then I think you enjoy working for free, haha."

Unlike Sun Xiaowei who doesn't know how to strike up a conversation, Shi Tiandong who has been busy with Zhang Wentao knows what this guy looks like in the kitchen.

I can't wait to do everything I can do by myself.

After the three of them finished drinking, Sun Xiaowei smiled and said, "You don't even know how satisfied the guests are with today's dishes, especially today's starter."

"Really, I won't lie to you, many people are reluctant to move."

Shi Tiandong nodded, and said: "That's why I chose to stay. By the way, Brother Zhang, how did you come up with such an arrangement? I see that each of your dishes is very casual, and the positions are different, but they are all very interesting. sex."

"It's a long story to say that the child has no mother." Zhang Wentao took a sip of dried ginger water and explained: "I learned from my teacher. In fact, my plate-setting skills were not good at the beginning, and then he told me too much. Take a look at the art exhibition and see the ideas of those painters."

"Then slowly draw a picture by yourself, cultivate your own composition, and use it in the usual arrangement."

"So, you can still draw?" Sun Xiaowei asked with a smile.

Zhang Wentao nodded, but he couldn't do the pictures he drew, so he could only draw a rough sketch with a pencil. Compared with those perverts who are really good at conceiving molecular meals, there is a big gap.

"By the way, Brother Zhang, will your teacher come to Huaxia in three months' time?"

Shi Tiandong asked.

"It's hard to say, but he came here once before, many, many years ago." Zhang Wentao shrugged, thinking that the old man was almost 72, so he probably couldn't move anymore.

"Your teacher has been to Huaxia, just like you, looking for someone to learn the craft?"

"That's not true. He seemed to be here to pick up folklore at that time. After all, Huaxia's culinary skills are extensive and profound. In fact, many chefs who cook Western food want to learn more about Chinese food, but Chinese food is too difficult."

Zhang Wentao looked at them and explained.

His teacher came to Huaxia, I heard the old man talk about it before, it seems to be a memory from too long ago, every time his teacher talked about his experience in Huaxia, he was very vague.

Many of them are memories like fragments, and I don't quite understand them.

But his teacher's paintings are indeed of a good level.Like to draw, it is a habit of many western chefs, and everyone's level is uneven.

In terms of cultivating their own artistry, many people have also found other ways. Some famous chefs have even played rock music and the like.

Listening to Zhang Wentao chatting with Shi Tiandong and taking a sip of red wine, Sun Xiaowei suddenly recalled the conversation with President Li in the afternoon, and sighed softly in her heart.

I don't know how many opportunities for the three of them to chat and relax after being busy.

Just like what Zhang Wentao said about "working for nothing", people with this status have the right to come and go freely.Maybe one day when I wake up, the other party receives a call and may leave without saying goodbye.

"By the way, I heard from Mr. Li today that Shaohua Bookstore is going to visit here. It seems to be the village where you live."

Sun Xiaowei suddenly thought.

"Shaohua Bookstore? Never heard of it." Zhang Wentao shook his head.

He does know about Xinhua Bookstore.

Shi Tiandong took a sip of the red wine, and gave Sun Xiaowei a strange expression, asking, "What is this bookstore for?"

"Forget it, I can't tell you two clearly."

Sun Xiaowei shook her head helplessly. It seems that although everyone is also a member of the catering industry, the hobbies and hobbies between people are really different naturally.

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Outside the window under the night, it gradually became quiet.

Going back to the small courtyard and walking through the door, I was surprised to find that the small courtyard was lit. When I stretched my head, it turned out that Damai, Nana, and Xu Hongdou were all chatting on the chairs in the dining room.

Zhang Wentao walked over with the food he brought back, and asked, "Are you still asleep?"

Xu Hongdou heard the voice, turned sideways and smiled and said, "I'm waiting for you, Chef."

"wait for me?"

Zhang Wentao was a little strange.

Although these words are very warm, they are false at the first glance, so don't care about them at all.

Nana smiled and said to him, "We're talking about the Shaohua Bookstore. Didn't the village official Huang Xinxin say today that they're going to visit Yunmiao Village? Mr. Xie proposed to entertain them well, so let's brainstorm."

"Oh, this is it."

As Zhang Wentao said, he walked up to Xu Hongdou and motioned for her to move her buttocks. She took up all the seats of the three of them, so she was ashamed.

Xu Hongdou didn't understand, so he looked left and right before reacting.

"What about you, you are also responsible for the reception." Zhang Wentao sat down and asked Damai opposite him.

"I don't. I just don't have any ideas. Come down and sit down and listen to what Sister Hongdou and Sister Nana are talking about." Damai explained shaking his head.

Zhang Wentao nodded, he guessed that Damai would not be able to do such a thing, he was not that kind of person at all.

Let her do the reception, forget it.

"By the way, how do you know about Shaohua Bookstore?"

Xu Hongdou was a little curious, looked at Zhang Wentao and asked.

Zhang Wentao shrugged and said with a smile: "I heard the proprietress of the restaurant talk about it today, and she raised her mouth."

"I thought you were busy at work, but I didn't expect you to have time to chat."

There seemed to be a trace of dissatisfaction in Xu Hongdou's tone.

Zhang Wentao nodded, didn't care, but looked at Nana and said, "By the way, Nana, let's see when you have time to go to the restaurant, or I'll go to the small restaurant, let's make an appointment."

Nana was a little surprised. She thought she would have to wait a while before Zhang Wentao could spare time to teach her, but she didn't expect it to be done soon.

So after the two set a time, Zhang Wentao stood up and said to the three of them, "Go to bed early, this thing can be eaten for breakfast tomorrow, I'm too tired, I'm going back to sleep."

After finishing speaking, he waved goodbye, so as not to affect the exchange of feelings between women.

After he left, Nana looked at his back, frowned and thought for a while, and said to Xu Hongdou, "I just remembered something. When you said hospitality, do you want to invite him to dinner?"

Xu Hongdou suddenly realized: "Yes, I remembered when you said that."

"I think it's probably useless. You two should not hit Brother Wen Tao with this idea."

Damai shook his head lightly, denying the proposal.Shaohua Bookstore came to investigate. If it is successfully completed, the biggest beneficiaries are Yunmiao Village and Xie Zhiyao.

Leaving aside the matter of Yunmiao Village, Damai felt that no matter how generous Zhang Wentao was, he would not do him this favor as long as Xie Zhiyao was his rival in love.

"Why, do you feel sorry for your elder brother Wen Tao?"

Xu Hongdou smiled and said in a playful tone. Although Damai denied it, it was just for this performance.

Moreover, she didn't think it was too much to joke about this matter, after all last time Damai said that Zhang Wentao was her man.

Well, typing counts.

"Hey, Sister Hongdou, you don't understand." Damai gave Xu Hongdou a loveless expression, shook his head and said, "If you have time, you should hurry up and finish reading "One Hundred Years of Solitude."

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